What Wenbin Zha said is really quite mysterious. The two guys have no idea now. About ghosts, some people believe it, and some people don't. But, now it is the truth that is in front of them, who would build a Coffin home with a bronze coffin and a giant magnet stone for no reason? Who needs to dig a well 270 meters deep to draw water in their house? Who would build a village where you can't see the stars all the year round, live there for a thousand years, and now there's no one there? Who will choose the ancient beast to guard the door gate? In short, when everything has gone beyond our thinking, we can only use some non-materialistic and time-space concepts to understand. In Wenbin's world there has always been an explanation and do not need to explain, apparently, what they're dealing with is the one that doesn't need to be explained, the one that can't be explained. He can only take it one step at a time, whether is to against man or against the bejesus? Is it fate or coincidence? In the unknown world, we know limited knowledge are always so small.
The old well that was still full last night has dried up to the bottom today, all the clues seem to be lost, but time cannot wait any longer. If they do not see leader Wang and Yiran Leng after today, I am afraid they will never see them again. Looking at the pile of ropes beside the well, he even had the idea to go down, but 270 meters of the ancient well, can he goes down? Even if the rope is long enough, there may not be enough air down there!
The change of things always comes so fast, when Wenbin was thinking, a very tiny action was found by him.
When three of them were stuggling, Xiong Zhuo handed a cigarette to Yichao. The two magic weapons that men use to relieve their boredom are smoke and wine. At the moment, Yichao was also upset and flustered. He sat by the well, inhaling a few puffs, put his finger on the edge of the well with a cigarette in it.
Every man smokes in a different way, so every man flicks the ash in a different way. Yichao is the type who flicks the ash when he holds the cigarette. With his flicks, the ash falls into the ancient well. When a cigarette was about to finish, Wenbin suddenly found that the ash stuck to the edge of the ancient well was shaking back and forth. It seemed that it was about to fly up. He leaned over and gently pressed his cheek against the well, "There is wind! There is wind in this well!" The hair on his cheek quivered.
This shout scared Yichao, he stood up immediately, rushed into the arms of Xiong Zhuo: "ghosts? Where is the ghost? Are ghosts in the well?" Xiong Zhuo laughed: "ghosts are in the well, just ready to scratch your ass, the long black hairy claws…"
Wenbin Zha looked at the two "naughty boy". They are still playing in this particular time, he did not get angry and said, "Yichao, if there is wind in this well, that means the air is circulating. Does that mean there must be some connection down here? Try to light another cigarette and flick the ash into the well."
Xiong Zhuo was holding a cigarette in his mouth. He pulled out the chewed cigarette butt and put his hand on the top of the well. With a slight shake, the ash drifted down in a scattered way. Three men were concentrated staring at the otherwise unremarkable ash, it was only a short action, it felt like a century at the moment.
Ashen ash with their hope fell down, have not yet reached the well bottom, it scattered toward the edge, fell on the well string. Again, this time is more obvious, there are several ashes played a few circles in the wellhead, and then began to float up…
Xiong Zhuo cannot hide his joy, and played a few times more, it was the same: "there is wind indeed, Wenbin brother, how did you find this?"
Wenbin Zha pointed to a cigarette in his mouth, laughing, "it was only because of the cigarette. I was hesitating just before, and now I can conclude that there is air in the well. Yichao, can these two separate strands hold one person?"
Yichao picked up the rope on the ground and tugged it hardly. "Don't look down on this rope. Although it is broken into two pieces, it can still hold up to about 200kg. Don't say one person, it can even hold two people!"
On the edge of the old well there was an old pine tree. Wenbin Zha went over and kicked it, but it didn't budge, "Yichao, you can tie the rope to this tree, and then I'll go down and check it out first. If it's all right, I'll let you two know, and if there's no response, you two get out of the mountain and don't come back to this village ever again," he said, and picked up the rope, went to the tree and tied a knot. Then he pulled hardly to make sure it was all right and went to the well.
Xiong Zhuo and Yichao went up together, stopped him: "Wenbin brother, we are both scouts, if want to go down the well, naturally we are the first one to go." "Yes, Wenbin brother, myself and Yichao were Tibet soldiers, are experienced at mountain climbing. The situation under the well is not clear, you do not have much experience, I think I will go down first."
Wenbin patted two people on the shoulder, the two young men along the way with him, they have always been very respectful to him, but Yichao went down once, almost lost his life, Mr. He has lost his wife already; he cannot let his son in danger. Xiong Zhuo is the only son of Laohan Zhuo and his duty is just a guide to take them into the village. He cannot let them get involved in this danger under any circumstances, even if it is really a hell under the well, he just have to go down there alone.
Wenbin looked at the sky, it will be bright in another hour, and he cannot predict what will happen: "I will go down first and you can keep an eye on me. If there is no danger after I go down, you can come down again. Xiong Zhuo, please keep watch for us from above. When I go down, I'll pull the rope three times as a signal, that means I reach to the bottom well."
"No, brother Wenbin, I'll go down first, I have more experience than you!" Yichao grabbed the rope and tied himself up, Wenbin robed back again: "Yichao, you should listen to me, whatever it is down there I'm sure I can go down! If there are something strange, do you think you can handle it with what you learned in the army? As we all know, the village is full of things that have never been seen before." Wenbin Zha then added a sentence: "I have calculated, today your eight characters are not tough enough, I can only go down first!" Of course, this sentence was used to scare them.
Yichao thew the cigarette on his hand hardly: "Xiong Zhuo, pull the rope tightly, I will wear the safety clasp for him!" Yichao said and began to tie a professional climbing knot for Wenbin, and wear tactical spotlights. Wenbin afraid he might encounter some situation, simply put all his weapons into a bagua bag hanging on his neck. He held the big seal on his right hand, discussed the signal with two of them, and ready to go down the well!
Before setting out, Wenbin hugged two people. If it is 270 meters of flat ground, he would only walk for a minute. However, how long would it take to go down the ancient well, which is vertical down and invisible, he doesn't even know it. Yichao is responsible for making the human pulley at the side of the well. For Insurance, Xiong Zhuo adds a human pulley behind him. Wenbin takes a deep breath and starts to descend slowly toward the ancient well with his feet facing down, for a moment, he was enveloped in a bleak, unknown world.
When he descended less than 4 meters' position, Wenbin pulled the rope twice hardly, this is their agreed signal, pause! He saw the lines as he had seen them above the well, he brushed the moss with his hand, and hand-carved patterns appeared on the old wall of the well, which had been badly eroded by the water. As more and more of the moss was peeled off, gradually some messy lines appeared. Although the lines were blisters seriously, but the pattern was carved very deep, he could still see that there were long and short lines, some were thick and some were thin. On a closer look, some places were deliberately pierced with small holes, it looks like there's full of small holes. Wenbin felt familiar with these lines, he must saw these lines somewhere.
Wenbin Zha brushed the lines carved in the unknown years with his hands, closed his eyes, and projected them into his mind one by one, forming a pattern, and turned the rope, and continued to grope. He turned a circle, when his finger touched a relatively large hole, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the point after being pressed by his finger. In the circle just now, he felt a total of four holes of the same size, these four holes were the largest in size of the picture, and a huge picture was rapidly arrayed in his mind.
Wenbin Zha came to a conclusion: what is depicted here is the plane graph of the village above! In the whole picture, the four big dots represent the four Coffin home guarded by 4 ferocious beasts. Well, the well he is standing in is naturally the center, and the horizontal lines on the ground show the curved road in the village, other smaller dots represented the house. He was even more surprised to find that the village he was in was a spontaneous piece of Eight Trigrams when he had assembled it!
The eight trigrams are made up of yin-yang and one black and one white fish, while the deep well where he is in is just a fish eye on the yin-yang fish, and the position of the village is in the Yang boundary from the pattern, then this point which is the ancient well is on behalf of the Yang in the Yin of the underworld!
There is a white spot in the black fish and a black spot in the white fish. The black and white two colors represent the two sides of heaven and earth, respectively. black dots in white represent Yin in Yang and white dots in black represent Yang in Yin. Everything was born from Yin and Yang, so everything has one Taiji, which means Taiji contains not only Yin and Yang, but also the boundaries and standards of Yin and Yang!
Wenbin Zha found that what he knew was really too little. What kind of place is this? What kind of person has such a great power? How many formations are waiting for him here? Wenbin hanging in the well didn't react for a while, also let the above two men get anxious. Yichao shouted toward the well: "Wenbin brother, what happened?" This shout pulled him from the deep thought back to the world, he rubbed his hands vigorously and ready to continue to go down the well!